Devil's Treats

She had a breakdown 
Outside of Memphis 
In a neighborhood too dark to see 
She called on Jesus, 
"Please, come quickly! 
I'm out of cigarettes and gasoline." 

By the morning 
She was rescued 
And on the Mtrack to Colorado Springs 
Lord, she kept crying 
She said, "I think I'm dying...
Back in Jackson, I left all my things." 

Now, she's walking 
It's after midnight 
She's drinking cheap wine on the L.A. streets 
She knows the reason 
For all her heartaches 
But she's a sucker for the Devil's treats

Reviews

[StrixNebulosa]

very nicely put... I like your view point through your works. its strong and bold...

[Mel Lisa]

seems she cant escape her addictions. very nice transitions as well! good piece.

[Rebecca L. Smith]

Thank you!

[Stephen]

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[Rebecca L. Smith]

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[Stephen]

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